Tomin in The Alien World

As soon as Tang Yin withdrew, many bodyguards and secret arrows led by Cheng Jin also followed him back to his camp.

When Tang Yin flies back to Nanying, Wu Ying still drags the wind chasing sword and doesn't let him leave. At this time, thousands of wind troops have gathered around. They surround the wind chasing sword and Wumei on the inner and outer floors. With the ability of wind chasing sword, even tens of thousands of people may not be able to stop him in its heyday, but now the wind chasing sword is hurt and consumes a lot of aura. In this state, it is no longer possible to break through the siege. At this time, he can only rely on Wu Mei in his hand to threaten Feng Jun to let him leave.

Seeing that the wind chasing sword was still trapped in her own camp from a distance, Tang Yin was a little relieved that Wu Mei fell into the enemy, but she was not hurt. Tang Yin, whose heart was in a mess, was finally a little relieved.

Seeing Tang Yin's coming, the wind soldiers who surrounded the wind chasing sword automatically made way for a passage. Tang Yin turned over and dismounted, walked through his own camp and entered the arena.

Seeing Tang Yin coming, Wu Mei, who was made by the wind chasing sword, was wronged and ashamed. Her eyes were red, tears flowed down, her mouth opened and closed, and gently called Tang Yin's name.

At this time, Wu Ying also hurried to Tang Yin, approached him and told the general situation of the matter. Tang Yin listened without expression. When Wu Ying finished speaking, he nodded slightly, then took a few steps forward and said, "wind chasing sword, you can't trust others, can you always trust me?! I guarantee the reputation of Feng Jun, as long as you are willing to release people first, I'll never embarrass you, and even give you some money back to Shenchi!"

"Ha ha --" now the wind chasing sword has been swallowed by Wu Mei, and the control is not so hard, but the spirit sword in his hand has never left Wu Mei's neck. After listening to Tang Yin's words, he crazily laughed on his back, then stretched out his hand, pointed to Tang Yin's nose and said, "Tang Yin villain, I can't trust you most. If you don't want to see her die, let me go immediately!"

At this time, the wind chasing sword has been on a dead end, and her mind is on the edge of half madness. Her body is tangled in disorder while talking. The spirit sword in her hand scratched a thin blood mark on Wumei's neck, and a drop of blood slipped over the sword body and fell to the ground along the tip of the sword.

Tang Yin didn't ignore the blood flowing from Wu Mei's neck. His whole heart had shrunk into a ball. For a moment, he really had the impulse to promise the conditions of chasing the wind sword, but his reason immediately suppressed the impulse. Wu Ying's concern is not wrong. People like chasing the wind sword are neither generals nor scholars. In fact, their identity is similar to that of Rangers. There is no integrity at all. Even if they let him out of the camp, he will certainly use Wu Mei to continue to threaten his own side, and then let him leave the wind country. When he leaves the wind country, the fate of Wu Mei in his hands is not certain.

I don't know how much willpower it takes to keep his expression unchanged. Tang Yin knows that the more calm and indifferent he is, the more anxious and bottomless the other party will be. In this way, it will be easier to make mistakes and create opportunities for himself. He said indifferently and faintly, "if you kill her, you will be broken to pieces and die in the wilderness."

"Oh!" The wind chasing sword sneered and said, "who am I? I'm just a Wufu. I have a rotten life, but Wu Mei is different. She's a daughter. I'm worth it if she's my funeral companion! Ha ha --"

Tang Yin narrowed her eyes and stared at the wind chasing sword, which was laughing wildly. She didn't say anything.

Soon, the laughter of the wind chasing sword stopped. He raised his head and looked at Tang Yin with cold eyes. His heart couldn't help shivering. Tang Yin is too calm. It seems that a stranger who has nothing to do with him is controlled by the wind chasing sword. This really makes the wind chasing sword's heart start to get up and down, and can't help but secretly beat the drum. Does he overestimate the weight of Wu Mei in Tang Yin's heart?

At this time, he had reached the point where there was no compromise. His eyes turned, the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "Miss Wumei is unique and beautiful. I think there are many people who want to see Miss Wumei's real body!" While talking, he clasped Wu Mei with one hand, and the spirit sword of the other hand slowly moved down and crossed Wu Mei's armor.

Wu Mei wears steel armor, but compared with the sharp spirit sword, it's just like paper. As the spirit sword crossed, the steel armor cracked with a hard sound. After the spirit sword crossed, the armor in Wumei's chest had completely cracked, revealing the middle coat inside. If Miss Tang Yin doesn't look at me so much, she will smile

Teng! The anger in Tang Yin's chest rushed to his forehead, and the nerve controlled by reason seemed to be strained in his head. His eyes were flushed with blood, and then covered with a strange faint green light. Wu Mei is ashamed at this time. If the wind chasing sword really cuts off her clothes at this time, she doesn't have to live.

Regardless of the wind chasing sword around her, she shouted to Tang Yin: "Yin, don't worry about me, kill him quickly!" While talking, she looked at Tang Yin with expectant eyes. Instead of being humiliated, she would rather die.

Tang Yin's silver teeth were almost broken, his body trembled unconsciously, and his fists clucked.

Seeing that this move was effective, the wind chasing sword was overjoyed, laughed loudly and said, "Tang Yin, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't let me leave again, I'll cut her clothes." As he spoke, he lifted his sword again, and his edge was already in Wumei's middle coat.

"Yin ―"

Wu Mei uttered a piercing cry. Tang Yin's body was shocked again. The green light in his eyes was more prosperous, but his clenched fist was loosened. He grinned, first with a light smile, and then laughed.

For Tang Yin's response, let alone the wind chasing sword, even the restrained Wu Mei and the impatient Wu Ying, Lotte, Aijia, Cheng Jin and others are all at a loss.

The wind chasing sword couldn't help drinking and asked, "Tang Yin, what are you laughing at?"

After a while, Tang Yincai shook his head, stopped laughing and said slowly, "I'm laughing at you!"

"Laugh at me?" The wind chasing sword frowned.

"Laugh at you, also laugh at Shenchi!" Tang Yin said: "Shenchi claims to be the place where Lingwu originated. It's lofty and dignified, but in fact, it just raises you, a shameless villain who only uses women as threats! What kind of spiritual cultivator are you? You're just a scum of Lingwu. You've lost all your face in Shenchi, or the people in Shenchi are a group of brazen rats like you!"

Everyone has weaknesses and places to eat. No matter how others abuse the wind chasing sword, he can not take it to heart, but if he insults Shenchi, it is tantamount to violating his taboo. The wind chasing sword was furious when he heard this. His eyes lit up. The spirit sword originally picked on Wumei's Chinese clothes immediately pointed to Tang Yin. His voice changed and screamed: "Tang Yin, how dare you insult Shenchi, you..."

"Hum!" Tang Yin snorted coldly, say: "If the people in Shenchi are all aboveboard gentlemen, if you still think you are a member of Shenchi, then get away from the woman you coerced and stand up and fight with me. If you can win the knife in my hand, go or stay, whatever you like, or you don't have the courage to fight with me at all, you're just one of many rats in Shenchi!"

"Ah --" the lungs of the wind chasing sword were almost blown up by Tang Yin's anger. The spirit sword pointing to Tang Yin trembled. He shouted grimly, "Tang Yin! Tang Yin --"

Before his cry fell, suddenly, an electric light flashed behind him and went straight to his back heart. The speed of this electric light is so fast that it is beyond imagination and even beyond human eyesight.

If someone else were angry, he would not realize that there was a crisis approaching behind him, but the cultivation of wind chasing sword was too deep. As long as there were slight fluctuations in the surrounding air, he could detect it at the first time.

At the moment when the lightning was about to get close, the wind chasing sword keenly realized that there was a killing move coming behind him. He didn't even think about it. He squatted down with all his strength to hide the killing move. But at this time, an incredible thing happened. With the avoidance of the wind chasing sword, the electric light also changed its direction, as if it had eyes, and stabbed downward obliquely.

Go!

The lightning knot was solid and hit the back shoulder of the wind chasing sword. With the deep cultivation of the wind chasing sword, the spirit armor could not resist it. It was pierced by the lightning strike, and then deeply submerged into his skin and flesh. Under its impulse, the body of the wind chasing sword rushed forward and fell to the ground with a thump.

The moment he fell to the ground, there were two more people around him out of thin air. One of them grabbed Wu Mei and retreated quickly. The other waved his arm at the wind chasing sword on the ground, which was a heavy knife.

The two who suddenly appeared were not others. One was Tang Yin and the other was Jiang Fan.

Just now, the reason why Tang Yin suddenly calmed down was not that his reason controlled his emotion, but that he saw Jiang Fan in the crowd behind the wind chasing sword and the purple gold bow with the spirit arrow in Jiang Fan's hand.

As early as when Wumei was made by the wind chasing sword, Jiang Fan had arrived, but he had been hidden among the soldiers of the wind, that is, he didn't show his head and didn't dare to shoot an arrow. After all, the cultivation of the wind chasing sword was too high. He wasn't sure he could kill at one blow. If he didn't hit at one blow, it was Wumei who died. Therefore, he had to hide in the crowd and look for opportunities silently. When Tang Yin's eyes swept to his side, he also quickly raised his head and looked at Tang Yin's eyes. Their eyes met in the air, but they had a tacit understanding.

Tang Yin's words aroused the anger of the wind chasing sword. Taking advantage of his unclear reason, Jiang Fan behind suddenly attacked and took the back heart of the wind chasing sword with a soul locking arrow. He was right in his expectation. Even when he was irritated, the wind chasing sword also made the key to avoid, and the soul locking arrow only hurt his shoulder.

But at this time, even if it is enough to hurt the wind chasing sword, Tang Yin and Jiang Fan show shadow drift at the same time. The former swings a sickle to attack and contain the wind chasing sword, while the latter takes the opportunity to save Wu Mei from the tiger.